I Finally Did It.

This past summer my three sisters have repeatedly tricked me into seeing/being near my mother. Not wanting to make a scene I was as cordial as humanly possible. I decided to wait until summer was over to explain to my mother how I really felt.

Before this summer I had gone ten years without seeing her – for good reason.

She abused me. Not just a slap on the face, but literally beat me bloody. She would lock me outside for days with no food, give my siblings and I scoring hot baths, beat us until our skin was raw and tender to the touch, call us disgusting names (bloody ****, hairy *****, worthless no good whore). She would tell me how I wasn’t good enough and I should just kill myself. She would tell me how all men will ever want to do is “fuck me and leave me”. She explained how men would see me as a sexual object and use me – which was funny because I wasn’t even that pretty. Yes these are my mothers words and actions.

She sexually abused me.

Than had the audacity during my parents divorce to accuse my father and uncle of raping me. Tell me where that makes any sense. The rape kit test created further issues for my mental well-being.

This is only a fraction of what she did to me. It all started when I was six. Continued til I was twelve. And than stopped abruptly. Why? Because I finally had enough and I told her to fuck off and that I never wanted to see her again. For ten years I have been living life fine without her until this summer.
My sisters kept sabotaging me. So I finally told her what I had been saying for the last ten years.

Don’t speak to me unless your going to acknowledge what you did to me when I was a kid. That is all I am asking for.

But it has created a chain reaction among the siblings and I am the enemy.

Well see what happens.